I have promised to Zanoni to give him my answer by to-morrow night.

Later than that time, all option ceases." "Ah!" said Mervale, "this seems suspicious.

Explain yourself." And Glyndon, in the earnestness of his passion, told his friend what had passed between himself and Zanoni,--suppressing only, he scarce knew why, the reference to his ancestor and the mysterious brotherhood.
This recital gave to Mervale all the advantage he could desire.

Heavens! with what sound, shrewd common-sense he talked.

How evidently some charlatanic coalition between the actress, and perhaps,--who knows ?--her clandestine protector, sated with possession! How equivocal the character of one,--the position of the other! What cunning in the question of the actress! How profoundly had Glyndon, at the first suggestion of his sober reason, seen through the snare.